And well you should be. As for surviving 10 minutes hanged there are documented cases from Iran of people surviving 20 minutes. It requires a thick rope to spread the pressure and knot that is unwilling to slip. But we are getting ahead of the story...
And fear not Laetitia, Tree has his Boy Scouts badge for noose-tying.
He also has the knack of allowing his condemned bitches to suffer for far longer than they thought possible. They usually last at least a couple of bottles of Seagrams.
And fear not Laetitia, Tree has his Boy Scouts badge for noose-tying.
He also has the knack of allowing his condemned bitches to suffer for far longer than they thought possible. They usually last at least a couple of bottles of Seagrams.
To add chance to survive we could cool her first in a bath of ice .
There are many cases of revival from cold condition.
Also this will improve her nipples shape ... Is'nt it a great idea?
To add chance to survive we could cool her first in a bath of ice .
There are many cases of revival from cold condition.
Also this will improve her nipples shape ... Is'nt it a great idea?
It was 6 PM Friday night. Aaron and Andrea were sending a car to pick me up in an hour. I could still back out and after my ‘medical exam’ last night I would be insane not to. I smoked a Madame Wu and got dressed. Don’t judge me, OK?
The car arrives and the driver knocks at my door. I open it and he says “Laetitia I presume. Let’s go.”
“I have to get my purse” I reply.
“You won’t need it” he says as he lights a joint.
“I need my keys to lock the door and I have to set the alarm” I said.
He hit a remote and my alarm chirped signaling it was armed. He holds a key up and says “You have less than 20 seconds before that thing goes off.”
Good sense would have said slam the door, let the alarm go off and lock the door, and call it a night. I ran out the door and the driver locked it behind me. He walked me out to the car. It was fucking purple mid-70’s Cadillac Eldorado that looks better than show-room new. He opened the door and helped me into the passenger seat. ‘God I have gone back 4 decades’ I think as I sat on the pink velour seat. He shut the massive door and walked to the driver’s side and climbed in. He looked at me and said “You ought to put your seatbelt on.”
He put the key in the ignition and brought the engine to life. This wasn’t my grandfather’ Cadillac! He pressed the gas pedal to the floor and the rear tires lay down to stripes of rubber on the pavement as the car bolts forward. I grabbed the armrest and said I thought Eldorados were front-wheel drive.”
“It’s a bit customized” he replied as he shifts to the next gear. “None of them had a manual transmission either.”
I looked around at the purple and pink interior and asked if he picked out colors. He told me that’s how it came from the factory. After a quarter hour he pulled into an industrial park and pulled the car into an empty warehouse. I was afraid and said “I thought we were going to a country estate.”
“We are. Get out” he orders me.
I did and he came around the car and said “Listen carefully, Laetitia. I know Aaron and Andrea quite well. They are above your league. Tell me you want to go home and I will take back and you won’t hear from them again. If you go forward you will end up caught in their web and if you cross them you will not live to regret it very long!”
His warning should have chased me off but it just excited me. I told him I wanted to go through with weekend. He shook his head and said “You are crazy. From here on you must do exactly as you are told.”
I nodded yes and he placed a duffle bag on the floor before me and tells me to strip and put my clothes in the bag. Though I was surprised I felt this came from Aaron and Andrea and it wasn’t the driver wanting to rape me. When I unbuttoned the light dress he looked at my breasts and said “It is no wonder they went for you.”
As I peeled off the dress and put it in the canvas bag and while I pulled off the tall heeled sandals I asked “Why do you say that?”
“You have a nice face and good tits” he said as I put the shoes in the bag. He stepped behind me, pulled my wrists back, and while cuffing them behind my back added “and not a bad ass and legs.”
“Do all you Americans talk so crudely” I asked.
“Hey I’m a driver not priest” he replied. Then he said “Hold still.”
He blindfolded me and helped me back into the Eldorado and buckled me in. As we get underway again I asked why I was bound and blindfolded. He said “You are being ‘interviewed’ and it won’t be until they have hanged you a few times, earned their trust, and are in their stable will you be allowed to see where you are. If they keep you, they will expect you to drive yourself there.”
It is a warm evening and the car’s windows are opened. The longer we drive the fresher the air smells.
“May I ask you something?”
“Sure” he replies.
“What did you mean by ‘in their stable’” I asked.
“They can only hang you so often. You didn’t think you would be the only one they hang, did you?”
“It hadn’t crossed my mind” I admitted.
The car came to a stop and he helped me out of the car and led me up a short flight of steps and I felt cool tile under my feet. He told me to keep my eyes shut and he replaced the blindfold with a cloth one that covered my face from the middle of my forehead down to the tip of my nose. I felt the handcuffs removed then he told me to hold my wrists out and he buckled padded leather cuffs around them. My arms were hoisted above my head then my ankles were placed in similar cuffs holding my feet apart a bit wider than my hips. I heard his lighter click and soon smelled the potent pot as he exhaled in my face. He began rubbing my wet clit then said “I was going to ask if you regret coming here but this answers my question.”
“I won’t deny it excites me” I moaned as he stroked me.
“We will see what you think when I take you home Sunday evening. Aaron and Andrea are out to dinner. They expect to be back in an hour or so but Andrea likes a good fuck after a meal so it will be a bit longer before they come for you. I’ll see you Sunday.”
“Wait! I am outside, aren’t I” I asked with a bit of panic. “What happens if some wild animal comes after me?”
He stopped rubbing my pussy and said “Their German shepherds will keep them away. If you’re lucky they will give you that orgasm you want.”
I heard him walk away, the door slam and the Cadillac race away. Moments later I heard the panting and the heavy paws of the hounds as they ran towards me. I felt first the warm breath then the wet nose against sex then a long tongue lapping at my wet labia. Yes, damn it, I came!
It had to be hours later before could I could tell a light turned on. With the blindfold on I couldn’t see anything but the shimmer of light below the cloth gave it away. I hear the clicks of a woman’s heels approach me and smelled the distinct scent of a Madame Wu. My arms were lowered to even with my ears and the blindfold was pulled away. It takes a moment for my eyes to adjust to the light and I wobble on my weak legs. I felt a woman’s breasts against my back and her arms wrap around me just below mine to steady me. Andrea purred “I am sorry Laetitia we were out longer than we thought we would be.”
After she was sure I was steady on my feet she said “Let look at your neck.”
“Hmm, just a week since you’ve been hanged with that thin rope and I cannot see a bruise. Are you using make up to hide it” she asked.
“No, the bruise is gone” I replied.
“You must be tired” Andrea noted “after such a late night at Dr. Ream’s office then work today. We really didn’t mean to be so late coming home. I’ll show you to your room.”
“What time is it?” I asked.
“Such questions are not allowed when you are here” she replied sharply. “When you are here time means nothing.”
She led me to my room. On the way there we passed a few women in skimpy maids’ outfits. Except for passing glances I got the impression that a naked woman following Andrea was common sight and wondered how big was their ‘stable’. I was led to a rather Spartan bedroom that either I was not up on the latest in décor or they painted it with institutional shades of paint they bought cheap. The door was locked after I entered. There was a commode and sink so I washed up the best I could and went to bed.
The next thing I knew the lights were on in the room and a gruesome man standing it the door said “Laetitia, Master Aaron will be up soon and he likes to have his coffee on the veranda on days like these. It would be best that you are waiting for him.”
In shock I cover myself and demanded “What… I mean who… are you?”
“Laetitia, you will learn quickly that when you here it is best not to ask questions. But I am not your master and certainly your mistress. As the butler I am only one rung higher than you. You may address me as ‘Riff’ and I do warn you when I tell you something it is in your best interest to heed my advice.”
“What should I wear? I have no clothes” I replied.
“Then you are most adequately dressed” he smirked. “Master Aaron will approve of your ‘I fucked all night and just rolled out of bed’ hair I might add.”
Riff took me out to the veranda. Dawn was barely breaking as my back was placed against a post and wrists were fastened in leather cuffs on the backside of the post. It was a cool morning and goosebumps covered my flesh. I gasped as Riff reached between my legs and stroked my pussy. I hissed “What are you doing?”
“Laetitia, why do ask questions when you know it is forbidden” Riff replied. “Master Aaron will be along in an hour or so. I am afraid I must tell him of your need for training.”
It had to be hours that passed. The sun is up and my goosebumps were long gone as the morning warmed. I squirmed with my wrists bound behind the post and my ankles bound spread by the chain that ran between the cuffs and behind the post.
I would have slid down the post and kneeled but the leather collar around my neck was attached to an eyebolt that prevented that.
Aaron walked out and sat at his deck table as Riff served him coffee. Aaron read his newspaper before he looked up and glared at me. “I hear you are asking questions, Laetitia.”
“I am just trying to learn” I said meekly.
“You will learn by experience at the pace Andrea and I choose.”
We are still looking back five years ago at Laetitia’s first weekend with Aaron and Andrea…
I was left bound to the post until lunch. I dined with Aaron (I don’t know where Andrea was). He told me they were having a party that night and I would be the star of the evening. Instead of keeping my mouth shut I asked what I was to. Aaron glared at me and scolded me saying “I told you that you will learn by experience. Go shower and fix your hair. My butler will fetch you and bring you to my study in two hours.”
“There is no clock in my room. How will I know when the time is up” I asked. That turned out to be a dumb thing to do.
“Just be ready and for you question you will spend the night in the dungeon instead of in a bed. Now go.”
Riff led me to a room other than my bedroom as mine had no shower. He stayed there while I showered. And as I fixed my hair he said “Please listen to me and you will have an easier time of it in the future. If Aaron or Andrea tells you something or to do something your proper answer is ‘Yes Master or Mistress’. And realize your next weekend here is not optional.”
He handed me a black robe that covered my breasts but was designed to keep my vagina exposed. I was led to Aaron’s study and Riff pours me a glass of wine as Aaron walks in. He seemed to be in a much better mood as he smiles and says “Laetitia, you make that gown beautiful!”
“I have thought about this and I realize I may be pushing you too quickly but you must learn that there are rules that must be followed so you will still spend the night in the dungeon. However I allow you a half hour to ask questions before Riff readies you for the party.”
“You are very kind. I am wondering if when I am here if I am to be your sex slave.”
“I prefer sex servant. Except on certain occasions such as your next visit here you may always refuse to come. If you do refuse even once our relationship is over. In our interview last week you said you were open to BDSM. I trust you were not expecting to be anything but on the receiving end of the ‘B and D’ part and were not expecting to the sadist role.”
“No, I understood what you were asking” I conceded. “May I ask when I will be hanged?”
“I offered you the freedom to speak freely and ask what you wish but this is beyond decorum. So I will answer but be assured when you hanged two weeks from today you have just added time to your hanging. This discussion is over and I warn you never ask that again or how long you will hang for if you do I have no qualms hanging you until you are dead with your replacement watching so she might avoid the same mistake. Do you understand, Laetitia?”
“Yes Master’ I replied with tears welling in my eyes.
“Good! Now strip!”
I was not expecting that but did so without hesitation. He told me to turn around and when I did he said “Your ass is fine as you tits! You will bring good money at the auction and you will find it profitable for you also. Riff, get her ready for the party.”
I dared not ask ‘what auction’ though I would learn that evening. My neck was locked in a yoke mounted on two vertical steel pipes with my wrists bound to the backside of the uprights and my legs spread even wider with my knees bound to the back of the pipes as well. The yoke forced me to hold my chin high and though I could not see my body I knew the way I was bound my back was arched my breasts punctuated with tumescent nipples were thrusted out. I could not see or touch it but I could feel my warm wet pussy oozing through its lips.
At the party I learned what the auction is…
-Laetitia
The party consisted of 200 guests that paid 50 non-refundable apiece for the right to one of 20 (with a guest) to watch Laetitia hanged for the first time by Aaron and Andrea. Some of them have seen Laetitia hanged at the private club but knew compared to the couple’s hang she had seen nothing yet. None of the guests would even miss the $50 they paid to get in and the $10,000 more than covered the cost of fine booze and hors d'oeuvres that were consumed freely. Each bidder was given a numbered envelope to place their bids on Laetitia’s hanging.
I stood helplessly as people milled around my bound naked body. I listened to their comments about if I was worth a good bid but didn’t know what they were bidding about. The butler Riff had warned me not to talk no matter what transpired and I struggled not to. The whole scene was perverted and I lusted for it! I smelled the food and watched them eat and realized I had eaten once in the past day and half and I was famished!
-Laetitia
The party went on for two hours before the first round of bids were collected. Each bidder wrote an amount on a preprinted form, signed the form writing their bidder number next to their names. The low bid of $500 dollars (also non-refundable) was not even near the cut for the second round of bidding.
The first round culled the bidders from 200 to 100 bidders. The same procedure was followed again to reduce the bidders to 40 for third and final round. These bidders would be allowed to touch and probe Laetitia before placing their bids.
It took a bid of $1750 to make that cut. For the last round a guest speaker- a Professor Barbara Moore from the University of the Virgin Martyrs- was brought to the podium where Laetitia stood bound. Let us listen from Laetitia’s point of view…
“Ladies and gentleman, in two weeks this cunt Laetitia will be hanged on this very estate. Only 20 of you with an approved guest will be allowed to view her hanging. I see several of you that have seen her hanged at Club X as have I. Indeed I called this cunt to Andrea’s and Aaron’s attention. I have had the fortune to be invited to touch and feel this wench before the auction opened. Her cunt was almost squirting then. I suggest you bid high as this bitch has earned enough demerits that you may get to see the amateur die and I can retire.”
I had no idea who this Barbara Moore was but she eloquently stated I could be dead in two weeks. Was it the driver that suggested I was ‘in over my head’? People mull around debating what to bid to watch me hanged. I could not hold back and pissed on the podium.
The interest only picked up. What had I gotten myself into?
-Laetitia
It will be interesting to find out but purely for our own curiosity. If Laetitia died isn’t that just ‘collator damage’?
Five years ago… Saturday night and Sunday with Aaron and Andrea…
The auction was completely unexpected and most humiliating. When the bidders were culled to the last 40 they were allowed on the podium to paw and prod me while the other 160 cheered them on. When one woman stuffed half her hand into my ass a squealed then cried “What the fuck are you doing?”
That was not a good move as Master Aaron shoved a massive gag into my mouth.
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How I managed not to choke to death on it I will never know. The auction finished with the last twenty winning the bid to watch when Aaron and Andrea hang me in two weeks. The highest bidder was allowed to fuck my ass while I was still bound and gagged with over 200 people watched and he was not gentle about it!
After the guests left instead of being allowed a bed I was brought to the basement dungeon and I was locked in a pillory. While Aaron chained my legs widely spread Andrea fixed clamps to my nipples that had heavy weights dangling from them. Once my ankles were secured Aaron toyed with my sex with a vibrator.
Cruelly he stopped just before I could come. I was left bent over locked in the pillory for what was left of the night. The sun rose and shown through the barred window high above me, Aaron and Andrea came into the dungeon. When Andrea asked if I wanted the clamps with the weights removed I begged her to take them off my throbbing nipples. I did not expect her to use a riding crop to rip them from my nipples! I squealed in pain as the clamps and weights rattled across the stone floor. Aaron would wait until I got my sobbing under control before he rammed his massive into my unprepared ass.
After he pumps his spunk deep in my bowels he and Andrea bade me goodbye and said they look forward to hanging me in two weeks. For a while I wonder if they were going to keep me in the dungeon for two weeks! I had to go to work the next day! As I neared panic the butler Riff came in and began unchaining my ankles. I groaned as I shuffled my feet together and flexed my knees for the first time in hours as Riff unlocked the pillory. He helped me stand then walked me outside. He tied me to a door of what looked like a stable and as he did so I asked if I could speak. He told me I could and I asked “Without repercussions?”
He laughed and told me I was finally learning and that I could talk and ask questions without penalty. I told him I was hungry and he said I could eat when I got home later that afternoon. As he finished tying my ankles I look across the court yard and asked if the gallows across from me would be where I would be hanged in two weeks. Riff told me that it could be but they have more than a few gallows.
I asked how long I would be bound and he told me it would be about five hours. I said I was hungry as I had eaten only once since noon the past Friday. He told me I could eat when I got home and left me bound to the door.
Though it was less than comfortable at least it was a different position than the damn pillory. Mid-afternoon the purple Cadillac pulls up. The driver in the cowboy hat climbed out and untied me. He handed me a cloth and said “Blindfold yourself and do it right. Can I trust you enough not to cuff your wrists behind your back?”
Relieved at having my limbs untethered I assured him he could. He told me to put on my seatbelt because there would be ‘hell to pay’ if I died in car crash before Andrea and Aaron could hang me. He turned out onto the rural highway and spurred the huge hard. I feel a pair of objects that turned out to be a pack of Madame Wu’s and a Bic lighter land on my thighs. I gratefully light one as the Cadillac blasts down the highway well over any speed limit.
The driver reeked of booze and he seemed be still drinking as he drove. After a bit he asked “How was the weekend, Laetitia?”
“Nothing of what I expected” I said “but I’m glad I did it!”
I felt the car turn left then really accelerate hard. After a few moments the cowboy says “You can take the blindfold off. You can’t possibly know where you were.” I did and after my eyes adjusted to the bright sunshine I realized we were passing cars like they weren’t moving. I asked how fast we were going and after he took a long drink from a flask he said “I don’t know. The speedometer only goes to 120 MPH. I’d guess somewhere around 140 to 150.”
Tree note: In addition to the Cadillac’s high beam lights alternatively flashing the Eldorado had a pair of aircraft landing lights, one blue and the other red that were visible more than two miles away in daylight, that ran random strobe patterns.
Tree misses the Eldorado but soon after this segment because Barb and Siss ‘borrowed’ it…
He parked the Cadillac in front of my apartment, handed me a robe that I wiggle into then the bag with my clothes I left with. He hits a fob and told me “The alarm is off and here are your keys. It really isn’t any of my business but if I were you I would quit Crux Forums. It isn’t a safe place for women.”
“I have no intention of quitting Crux For… wait! How did you know I belong to Crux Forums” I demanded.
“I think it was the Post-It note stuck on your monitor that had user names and passwords” he replied. “By the way you need a new financial advisor. Your retirement plan sucks.”
I bolted up the stairs to my apartment. The refrigerator was empty and cleaned (I had need to do that) except for a magnum of my favorite wine, a pack of Madame Wu’s Premiums, and a gold Zippo lighter engraved with ‘THT’ whoever the fuck that would be. I needed to get something to eat but I had something else to take care of. After all I was to be hanged in less than two weeks.
It is Friday afternoon two weeks after my first visit to Aaron’s and Andrea’s country estate. At 7 PM the driver will pick me up to bring there again. I took the afternoon off from work as I couldn’t concentrate. Usually when I go to club to be hanged I get some willing guy (or guys) to fuck my brains out the night before. But the rules are that I am not to be with anyone, male or female, besides Aaron and Andrea. While I don’t know that I am being watched it would not be beyond them to do so and I am taking no chances. One thing they didn’t rule out was my well-practiced fingers!
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I shower and slip on a skimpy little halter dress I call ‘my barely legal dress’ as A man’s handkerchief probably would cover more of me! What does it matter? The driver and everyone at the estate have or will see me naked anyway. I just finish strapping on my stiletto sandals when I hear my alarm chip signaling it is shutting off followed by a key in the door. The driver walks in precisely at 7 PM holding his drink and say “Let’s go, Laetitia.”
I do not bother with my purse or keys as I know I will have no use for them. The ride in the Eldorado was again fast yet uneventful. Once underway I slip out of the dress. I was about to take off the stiletto sandals but the driver says to me “Leave them on. Aaron won’t resist fucking you with things.”
I do as he says. Think of me what you will but I can use a good hard fuck about now! He hands me the blindfold that I put on. I ask him if there was something I could call him besides ‘Driver’ and he says “Most people call ‘Tree’.” Do you want a Madame Wu. I only have ‘Blunts’.”
“I have never had one. I guess it is safer than what I am going to do this weekend” I laugh. He hand he the smoke and I exclaim “It’s a cigar!”
“Put it in your mouth and suck” he says as I hear a Zippo lighter click open.
I take a deep draw and say “I knew a guy that used the same ‘come on’ line.”
“What ‘come on’ line, Laetitia?”
“Put it in your mouth and suck” I reply and we both laughed. For the next 40 minutes I puffed on the Madame Wu, stared into the blindfold, and listened the CD he told me was the Mott the Hoople ‘Mott’ album. I don’t think I have heard a single song from it but it wasn’t bad. It was nice evening and the Cadillac’s windows are open. The country air refreshes me as much as the Madame Wu relaxes me. I finish the Madame Wu about the same time as the CD ended. I hear the car pull onto some gravel and stop. Tree says “Lean forward and put your wrists behind your back. I have to cuff them so the boss thinks you rode out here from the warehouse that way”
I do as I am told and he cinches them painfully tight saying “I’m sorry but they have to leave marks.”
It wasn’t but five minutes later the car stops at the country house. It is a repeat of the last weekend as the metal cuffs are replace by leather ones and again my arms are anchored spread above my head and leather cuffs spread my ankles. As Tree leaves me there he says “I hope your weekend is everything you hope for.”
I am on the porch for a while though nowhere as long as two weeks ago when I can tell the light comes on.
My ankles are freed first then wrists cuffs are unclipped from their anchors and joined behind my back. I hear Riff say “Welcome, Laetitia. You are looking superb. Master Aaron will like your choice of footwear.”
He brings me inside but leaves the blindfold on. He helps me sit on a couch and tells me stay on it as Aaron and Andrea would be along shortly. Andrea came in first. She kissed me passionately while fingering my sex.
She whispers “You cannot imagine how badly I want to watch you hang.”
I squeeze my thighs around her hand between them. She continues purring “I want to see how you react to the rough thick hemp against this smooth neck.”
She pauses to suckle my tumescent nipples. I squeeze her hand tighter with my legs but she slips yet another finger in me while her thumb slowly strokes my clit! She whispers in my ear “I cannot wait to see the noose dig into your neck and your panic when your fucking 20 second hangs are only the starting point. Oh, Laetitia baby, did you just come like I did?”
Breathlessly I hiss “You know I did, Mistress Andrea!”
I hear her slurp my pussy juices from her fingers. She says “I suspect you will behave better this weekend. I told my brother Aaron he was too tough on you two weekends ago.”
Her ‘brother Aaron’… I thought they were married! Andrea says “Damn, bitch, I need a drink after that!”
I manage to hold my tongue and do not add that I would have double of whatever she was drinking. She tells me Aaron would be along shortly closing with “Aaron is going to like those shoes, Laetitia!”
I need to buy more sandals like these! It wasn’t long before Aaron came in. He helps me to my feet and walks me to a padded bench. He unclips the cuffs from behind my back and rips off the blindfold. He tells me to climb up and when I do he locks my wrists to an eyebolt. He tells me to spread my knees because even though I am not worth it he wants to fuck me like he would a cheap whore. Goddamn it I need it and he delivers!
As he pounds my sex he grabs my hair and grunts “You are a fast student, Laetitia. I had you followed and you behaved quite well. I can’t wait to see you hanged tomorrow!”
“Thank you, Master” I reply careful to not add that the only thing that surpasses his desire to see me hanged my need to be hanged!
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